Saturday, April 15, 2017

To all you deep thinkers out there...



Is this a song or a Poem?

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In the summer we spent almost every day at the Feltonville Recreation Center. It did not have a pool. It did have a basketball court. A baseball field with cinders in the outfield. And an area with a swing set with sand on the ground.

Misses Lentz was in charge of the Rec. You did not mess with Misses Lentz. Almost every day there were disputes amongst the boys. When it go...